Dear Bully, (Brandon Rowland fanfiction)

Note #37

The dinner table went silent and all you can hear is forks clattering. Mom ended up breaking the silence. "Jamie, you haven't eaten anything at all. Why is that?"

"I'm not hungry." , I said looking at her. "What did you eat for today at lunch in school?" "I ate a sandwich and an apple." , I lied. I didn't eat, I was with Brandon the whole time. What did he do to me the whole time? Good question. He beat me.

"Can I talk to you for a minute, Jamie?" , Brandon asked looking at me. Panic automatically took over me, "Uh...s-sure?"

All I can think at this moment is what is he going to do to me? We were in my room. "Why did you lie to your mom?" , Brandon's first question was.

"Oh, so you want me to tell my mom that I haven't eaten because you were beating me. In. Front. Of. Your. Mom? Ha, yeah. Don't think so." , I shook my head. "And either way, my parents wouldn't even care." , I mumbled.

I guess Brandon did hear me. "Oh come on, Jamie. Of course they would care for you. Stop being so pathetic and selfish. Listen at how your mother talks about you. She brags about you in front of my mom."

"Just because you see it, it doesn't mean that it's actually there." "You and your stupid depressing quotes."

"If you don't believe me, then stop talking about my life. Stop assuming that everything in my life is just about right, cause it's not. It's fucking not!" , I told him. "Oh, I'll believe you when you show me proof."

"You want proof?? Well, then I'll show you fucking proof!!" , I whispered yelled because I didn't want the others to hear me.

I slipped off my dress and showed Brandon my half naked body. I was still in my bra and underwear. I kind of felt uncomfortable with this, but he needed proof in order to believe me. His eyes widened.

I had bruises all over my stomach, but that wasn't all. I grabbed a makeup wipe and took off the foundation that was on my legs to cover up my bruises and scars.

I then wiped my arms. And there it is again. More bruises.

"Now do you believe me?" , I looked at him. "Or do I have to do something else to make you stop?"

(Brandon's POV)

It hurt me inside. Deeply. But I couldn't show Jamie that.

So this is what I exactly said, "Stop?? Do you really think this so going to make me want to stop torturing you?? If you think this, you must be one complete dumbass! I don't give one single flying fuck about you or anything that you do. I just want you dead already. Go kill yourself, for God's sake."

I pushed her to the wall. "Slut. I bet your parents also wishes that you are dead and out of this world." , I told her before I left her room.